Chapter 662: No Place for Self-Shame

Luo Yuqi burst into tears of joy, "Brother Xiang, if you need me in the future, just open your mouth, I will go to the soup and go to the fire, and I will not give up." ”

"Sister Yuqi, it's serious, this is not enough to worry about, goodbye." Chu Lixiang waved his little hand heroically and said goodbye.

Luo Yuqi happily ignored it, Chu Lixiang just said that he would tell Zhao Yu about her liking for Zhao Yu.

And in the entire castle, not only Zhao Yu himself, but everyone knew that Luo Yuqi liked Zhao Yu and wanted to marry him.

She thought that Chu Lixiang had contributed to Zhou Heiniu and the fair-skinned Chu Yue, who were two people in the sky and one on the ground.

Zhou Heiniu and the two of them can be together, so she and Brother Zhao are still more compatible.

If there is a lucky star such as Chu Lixiang to say, it will definitely be successful, and the beautiful Luo Yuqi will no longer "harass" Zhao Yu.

She just sat back and waited for Chu Lixiang to help her fulfill her wish, she didn't chase Zhao Yu all day long, so that Zhao Yu would no longer hide when he saw her.

In three days, she saw Zhao Yu twice, Luo Yuqi also deliberately avoided him, giggles, she knew that Brother Xiang was so effective, why would she chase Brother Zhao every day.

Zhao Yu didn't take Chu Lixiang's words to heart, he had no plans to get married, he just wanted to manage the castle wholeheartedly.

And now he still has very important things to do, that is, how to negotiate with the Prime Minister of North Vietnam and how the two sides should cooperate.

Zhao Yu is still trying to find a way to let them go back to Beiyue as soon as possible, and don't ask them every day when their wife will come back.

Nowadays, most of the people in the castle go outside to help, or they are harvesting a crop of rice, and they are very busy, so how can he have time for children to be long.

"Prime Minister of North Vietnam, the third prince has improved, and when our lord is free, I will make an appointment to discuss it with you."

Zhao Yu looked at the person in front of him, he was very eloquent and good-looking, his heart was on fire, and he wanted to send the prime minister away before his wife came back.

"Zhao Gongzi, don't worry, we are here this time, we have time, and it is okay to discuss it together when you Mrs. Chu comes back, there are still many things to ask Mrs. Chu."

"Our Mrs. Chu will be even busier when she comes back, there will be a big wedding in the castle, and then the autumn harvest will be."

This North Vietnamese Prime Minister Mo Rigen is said to be the leader of a tribe on the steppe, and if the king of North Vietnam is the king of a country, then he is also the king of a small country.

Even though he was now a subject of North Vietnam, he was bent on the welfare of his people.

Zhao Yu actually admired him very much, but for some reason, Zhao Yu had a deep hostility towards Mo Rigen.

"Zhao Gongzi has something to do, go and get busy, Benxiang is going to cut the rice today, to help step on the threshing machine.

Mo Rigen was very enthusiastic about harvesting rice, and he wondered if they could grow rice in North Vietnam, which was vast and sparsely populated.

Then why worry that their people in Beiyue have no food to eat, does he know that the northern border of Dongchen Kingdom is the same as their Beiyue, and they rely on Dongchen Country Jiangnan to send rice.

Since Chu Ye and his wife were exiled here, they have cultivated barren mountains to grow crops, and planted the barren land with green and yellow crops and rice.

The Prime Minister of North Vietnam couldn't help but sigh: "Mrs. Chu is really a wonderful person, she actually planted grain in the bitter cold land, which is really amazing." ”

"That's because our Chu Ye is very powerful, our master and wife are the top farmers in farming, and no matter how barren the mountains are, they can grow live crops."

Zhao Yu still couldn't help showing off, he thought to himself, you guys also go back to farming, why do you want to fight with our Dongchen Kingdom.

Chu Lixuan was talking to his daughter-in-law about North Vietnam last night, and he knew what he was thinking when he saw Zhao Yu's expression.

When the Prime Minister of North Vietnam saw Chu Lixuan, it was as if he had seen his father: "Master Chu, why do you have time to come to the field?" ”

"Master has nothing special to do today, so I'll come over to thresh rice." Chu Lixuan didn't lie, he came to thress rice.

"Master Chu, can we also grow crops in North Vietnam? Is it also possible to cultivate farmland to grow rice? ”

"You North Vietnam, and only the north and south can be planted, potatoes and sorghum, wheat, and more importantly, the grassland has a single ecological structure and poor stability.

Most of North Vietnam has a terrestrial temperate grassland climate, with significant seasonal variations of the four seasons.

The winter is long, often heavy wind and snow, the summer is short, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and the spring and autumn seasons are short.

More than half of the year is spent on land high pressure, and frost-free periods range from June to September, with only 90 to 100 days.

Precipitation is scarce, with an average annual precipitation of about 120 to 160 mm, 70 percent concentrated in July and August.

The northwest region has a temperate coniferous forest climate, and many fruits that can adapt to this environment are only cantaloupe, hawthorn, and sand fruit.

In the north and south, a small number of fields can be cultivated to grow rice, but the planting time must be very accurate.

Moreover, blind land reclamation can easily cause desertification and greatly damage the local ecological environment.

Not to mention this year, when the spring of next year begins, our husband and wife will go to your North Vietnam to personally guide you. ”

Chu Lixuan calmly finished saying such a long sentence, and the Prime Minister of North Vietnam and Zhao Yu were stunned at the same time.

Their master (Chu Ye) is so powerful, he understands everything.

Zhao Yu always thought that farming was their wife's forte, but he never knew that their master was so good.

Chu Lixuan calmly accepted the adoring eyes of the two people, although these were what his daughter-in-law told him last night.

But he had a great wife, which is his achievement, and they were one flesh and wife.

The prime minister had an expression of being struck by lightning: "Master Chu...... You're not kidding? Can we really grow rice in North Vietnam? ”

Chu Lixuan snorted coldly: "Does this king seem to be the kind of person who makes jokes?" ”

Zhao Yu saw that the Prime Minister of North Vietnam was choked and his face turned red, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Chu Lixuan turned to look at Zhao Yu: "What are you laughing at?" ”

The Prime Minister of North Vietnam looked at Chu Lixuan's eyes full of admiration, it would be good to be able to grow crops, although he didn't know what a cantaloupe was.

Zhao Yu looked at their master's good face, and his heart was both proud and lost.

He was proud that her man was really too good, and he was disappointed that he couldn't compare to her man.

Although he knew that Chu Lixuan and Jiang Xinyan were not married by Ming Media, they were a husband and wife who worshipped the church.

Zhao Yu couldn't help but be jealous, he also knew that this idea was not good, so he tried his best to suppress his inner thoughts.

Chu Lixuan rode on horseback and looked at the Prime Minister of North Vietnam and Zhao Yu: "Have you ever heard of 'every inch of time and every inch of gold'?" ”

The Prime Minister of North Vietnam and Zhao Yu were suddenly silent, feeling self-conscious.

Chu Lixuan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Master is in a hurry to work, you don't have to think about it all day long, if you don't understand, come to Ye to ask for an understanding." ”

"Especially Mozhigen, it will be good for you to seize the time to learn more about planting and harvesting crops."

(End of chapter)